C43 Go away I Don't Want It.
C43 Go away I Don't Want It.
His solid and warm chest and the familiar smell made Hai Xiaomin feel relieved. Her tensed nerves relaxed and she leaned against his chest and closed her eyes.
After the car accident, Qiao Tianqi unbuckled his seatbelt. He choked on the smoke and kept coughing. He instinctively kicked open the car door and staggered out. He saw that several cars had crashed into each other. The scene of the car accident was horrible to look at.
"This crazy woman!" Only then did he remember that Hai Xiaomin was still in the car. He stumbled and ran back. Someone in the back advised him not to get close and be careful that the fuel tank would explode. He also pretended not to hear it.
In the end, he covered his mouth and nose and rushed to his car, only to find that there was no one in the front passenger seat!
It had been half an hour since he came out of the hospital.
Jess closed the back door of the car for the person who had just gotten in. He sat in the driver's seat and looked at the rearview mirror above his head. The mirror reflected the perfect chin and Adam's apple of the man in the backseat.
"Boss, should we go home now or continue to go to Star Gazing Manor?"
Ling Yao lowered his eyes and looked at the unconscious Hai Xiaomin. The wound on Hai Xiaomin's head had been treated in time. Her left calf was also covered with plaster and her body was covered with his black suit.
He only gave her a glance before he withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "Let's go according to the original plan."
"Yes!"
A black luxury car with the logo of the LY drove towards the suburbs in a low profile manner. If you observed it for a long time, you would notice that there were different models of cars in front and behind it, protecting it within a certain range without being noticed by outsiders.
A few hours later, the luxury car drove along the spiraling mountain road into a private manor on the mountain.
Ling Yao carried Hai Xiaomin out of the car. Someone came to drive the car away. Jess told the people who came to welcome them to arrange the following procedure.
Not long after, Hai Xiaomin was placed on a comfortable bed. Ling Yao sat by the bed and stared at her without blinking. Her head was bandaged and her face was pale. Even her delicate red lips had lost some luster.
He could not help but reach out and touch her lips with his fingertips. It was still soft. At the same time, a small, numbing electric current flowed up like a feather and lightly scratched his heart.
The sound of a light knock on the door woke Ling Yao's mind.
He got up and walked to the door and opened the door.
"This is what you want." The person outside respectfully handed over a medicine box, "If you need anything else, please let me know at any time."
Ling Yao closed the door and walked back with the medicine box. He seemed to think that the room was a little stuffy, so he pulled off his tie and threw it on the carpet. He untied the two buttons on his collar to breathe.
He sat by the bed and opened the medicine box. He looked inside the medicine box and took out one of the potions. He opened the bottle and took a sniff. Then he removed the bandage on Hai Xiaomin's head. He used the medicine to wash her wound and then applied the medicine on her again. His movements were neat and gentle.
After doing all of this, he straightened his waist and silently stared at Hai Xiaomin for a few seconds.
As expected, it was right not to use bandages. The bandages were troublesome and very ugly!
Ling Yao then put away the medicine box. He looked tired, and walked straight into the bathroom.
Hot water sprayed down and washed over Ling Yao's delicate and handsome face. His robust and lean body was covered with water that flowed through the gaps of his muscles. Every detail was sexy and fatal.
After Ling Yao finished bathing, he walked out in a bathrobe. He made himself a cup of hot water and drank it. Suddenly, he was attracted by the subtle movements on the bed.
Hai Xiaomin's face was slightly red and her eyes were looking around. Her eyelashes were trembling and from time to time, she would frown and shake her head. She was talking in her sleep, "No. Don't come over."
Ling Yao walked over with a cup of water in his hand. He leaned over and touched her forehead and face.
Did she have a fever and have nightmares?
"Air conditioner, 17 degrees."
The artificial intelligence voice in the room automatically lowered the temperature.
Then, he gave Hai Xiaomin another medicine. He had done everything he needed to do. He prepared to leave the room. Halfway there, Hai Xiaomin's sleep talk clearly entered his ears.
"Go away. Don't." She seemed to be in pain.
He turned around to take a look. He remembered what Gu Xiaotao had said before. He couldn't help but think of a possibility. Would this really work?
The mattress sank deeply. Ling Yao lifted the thin blanket and leaned against Hai Xiaomin to sleep. He leaned sideways and held her in his arms.
He thought of Hai Xiaomin experiencing that kind of inhuman treatment not long ago. She had just experienced a car accident. He suddenly felt pity in his heart.
Hai Xiaomin seemed to feel that there was someone beside her, or perhaps it was the familiar aura and temperature that made her feel at ease. Sure enough, she gradually relaxed between her brows and fell asleep peacefully.
This actually worked! A strange look flashed across Ling Yao's dark and deep eyes. He closed his eyes in satisfaction and went to sleep.
However, after only ten minutes, Hai Xiaomin started making noise again.
She pushed Ling Yao with her small hands. Her red face looked terrible. She said in a hoarse voice like a kitten, "I'm so hot."
She pushed him with a pitiful amount of strength. Ling Yao was sleepy. He didn't want to talk to her. He didn't think that she would even use her feet. Ling Yao used his leg to press down on her injured leg. He didn't want her to move. In the end, her intact leg kept kicking between his legs. Her knee accidentally touched Ling Yao's private part. This made him feel restless.
How could he sleep like this?
"You better not be doing this on purpose!" Ling Yao opened his eyes and glared at Hai Xiaomin helplessly. He turned around and got up. He went to the bathroom to take a shower for a few minutes and then came back to lie down. He deliberately kept some distance from Hai Xiaomin.
Obviously, the sleeping Hai Xiaomin was very satisfied with the cool temperature around her. She unconsciously took the initiative to lean towards him.
After more than ten minutes, the process repeated again.
Once Hai Xiaomin shouted hot, Ling Yao would get up and take a cold shower to cool her down.
After repeating this for seven or eight times, Hai Xiaomin's body temperature finally returned to normal. She was hugged by Ling Yao and no longer had nightmares. She slept very well the whole night.
Hai Xiaomin thought that she probably would not have that kind of impulsive moment in her life again. She was so stupid that she actually slapped the person who was driving at a speed of 160 km / h. If she died, she would definitely not die unjustly. This was purely her own fault!
Hai Xiaomin recovered her consciousness and woke up. She found that this was not her bedroom, nor the hospital ward. She was very unfamiliar with this luxurious European style room.
Where is this?